It has been 7 weeks with our Sawyer John and time cannot slow down enough. I haven't had time to post anything, let alone do much besides care to him, but I wanted to write his birth story before even more time passes as I don't want to forget anything.
I never looked into labor and delivery and I am thankful I didn't. Everyone has their own experience with L&D and I'm sure not one person's is the same. I wanted to go into it with an open mind and be prepared for anything to happen without anyone's experience on my mind, as I tend to worry what has happened to others will happen to me. If I can give any advice, don't fret about labor, it is all worth it when that precious little baby is in your arms. Prior to my 39 week appointment which fell on a Friday we had great weather that week. It was in the 60s and perfect for walking outside. Sawyer was already extremely low and favorable for induction but I did not want to be induced so I decided I would take advantage of the nice weather and do some walking that week. I was hoping he would drop even further and come on his own. I think I walked 4 or 5 miles that week (which I had not done in a long time). After eating lunch that Wednesday I started feeling sick and I hadn't felt sick my entire pregnancy. I walked outside to get fresh air but came back into work and still felt bad, so for the first time my entire pregnancy, I left work. I felt better after a nap but then had some cramping which I thought were bathroom cramps. I had those same cramps for the next two days on and off but they weren't painful at all and figured it was nothing since EVERYONE had told me I would know a contraction when I felt one. On Friday December 1st I went into my 39 week OB checkup. I felt great. I was running a little bit behind and skipped breakfast because I was prepared to go eat and Christmas shop after my appointment. I knew they were going to want to do a dilation check (which I personally hated) since I had turned down my 38 week dilation check.I figured after the check they would give me a number and I would go about my day. I had always thought Sawyer would come early but after he decided to stay put when Thanksgiving passed, I was wondering if he would make it to his due date (my birthday) which I secretly really wanted to share with him. My appointment was at 9:00am and I was not prepared for what was going to come. I had my hospital bag at home, Sawyers things at home, Bryan had to work that morning, so my mom went with me to my appointment. I had on workout clothes and no make up and I don't believe I had even washed my hair that morning. I truly did not anticipate to go into labor anytime soon and was hoping Sawyer would hold off at this point since my doctor was on vacation and there was some Christmas shopping that needed to be done! As I sat in the waiting room I felt a light cramp here and there, but again nothing painful. I went into the patient room and prepped to be checked and the NP asked if I had any signs of labor. I told her about feeling sick and some bathroom cramps but nothing out of the norm. My appointment was with the nurse practitioner who I had met with a few times prior. She knew I hated the checks and told me she would make it simple and quick just like the last time she had done it. When I asked her if she was almost done (as it seemed to take much longer than the previous time) she told me to hold on. I asked what was going on and she looked at me and said "Kacey you need to get to the hospital, you are 5cm and fully effaced, this baby could come at any moment." She knew I was scared of pain and I believe wanted me to get there in time for an epidural and get a round of antibiotics in me since I had GBS (also totally normal for pregnancy and nothing to worry about). She told me those cramps were more than likely contractions. She said she was going to call the hospital and let them know I was coming. I asked her if I had time to go and get Chick Fil A (I was starving) and my hospital bags first and she told me no, to get straight to the hospital. I immediately called Bryan and told him it was time for the baby and to meet me at the hospital. I was nervous as he could hear it in my voice but excited at the same time. I knew I was about to meet my baby boy which I had patiently waited for the past 9 months. My mom and I walked into the Labor and Delivery unit at the hospital and straight to the nurses check in desk. I told them I had just left the OB office and the NP sent me here. They asked me if I was in pain or having any consistent contractions. I answered no to both. They just kind of starred at me in confusion since I was acting and looking like someone who definitely would not be in labor. They said before they would send me to triage to be checked they were going to call the OBs office to see what was going on. I was confused, I hadn't come there on my own, a doctor sent me there. Why were they not going to take the doctors orders and get me checked in and admitted? Finally after speaking to the OBs office they put me in the triage room. They said they wanted to check me themselves to see how far dilated I was since there had been some "discrepancy in dilation numbers." I freaked out on them since I hated the checks and had just had it done a few minutes prior. I fought with them for awhile on this (that's how bad I hated dilation checks). They said before they would admit me and put me in my own room they required a dilation check and wanted to put the monitor on my tummy to see if those minor cramps I was having were truly contractions. A little while had passed and then Bryan flew in the door of the triage room where mom and I were. He asked me what was going on and I explained they wanted to check me before being admitted. Bryan told me to do the check and see if it was the same number so we could figure out what was going on (we were all ready to know if baby boy was coming that day or not). The nurses told me if I wasn't really 5cm and having contractions they were sending me home. Right then I agreed and a contraction hit the screen as soon as they strapped the monitor against my belly. They asked me if that was the cramping I had been feeling and then realized they were indeed contractions. The nurse then did the check and said "yep you are 5 cm and 90 to 100% effaced with contractions lets get you in a room." Well OF COURSE that is what I had been trying to tell them and exactly what was said at my OB appointment!! Part two to come..
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